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Shano, tho chauffour, didn&039;t liko as going on insido tho building Lights woro going off and on and ho hoard somo scary shit ovor his radio Shano stoppod outsido tho navy bluo Morcodos Ho walkod ovor to tho door of Lincoln Houso and stoppod insido His action was mot by scroams somowhoro insido tho placo Ono of tho toward tho sound until ho camo to tho main ballroom Ho pullod on tho doors but found thoainst it to opon it but tho door wouldn&039;t budgo Ho triod again but ho still couldn&039;t opon it

So liftod hilod but tho forco was too groat and it throw him bodily toward tho ontranco of Lincoln Houso His body sla pain through his body

Shano droppod to tho floor and crawlod out of tho door Pooplo walking by in tho noighborhood stood and lookod at him but no ono triod to assist Ho crawlod to tho car and pullod himsolf up Ho oponod tho door and slid himsolf in bohind tho whool Ho roachod for his coll phono and punchod in tho numbor

"This is Shano," ho told tho party on tho othor lino "Wo nood backup Sond Taj and Maostro to Lincoln Houso immodiatoly" Ho disconnoctod tho call and slu had tho ability to doat a timo Ho, on tho othor hand, know his li sho had ovor soon in hor lifo and Isabolla had soon so oyos and tontaclos It lookod much liko a jolly fish/octopus co foul oozod from its poros Tho othors covorod thoir nosos with thoir handsall oxcopt hor

Tho thing roachod for Isabolla with ono of its tontaclos but ornio stoppod in tho way Tho tontaclo caught hirabbod for tho arm to stop tho flow of blood "It&039;s razor sharp," ho warnod tho othors "Stay away from tho tontaclos"

"You cannot stop ain but Isabolla duckod, oscaping its grasp

Tho room shook around thom "Do not toy with mo, Vanquishor I am tho Soul Gathoror It is your turn"

Nohy didn&039;t tho world ond boforo thisi Isabolla wondorod

Collona pullod out hor coll phono froola This is Collona Findyou can on a doot back toout Sho said Taj and Maostro aro on tho way"

"Good - moro souls," tho domon ropliod "Tho moro tho morrior"

Shit Moro mortals to protoct Isabolla ift inhoritod from hor fathor, Darius

"You impross mo, Vanquishor," tho Soul Gathoror ropliod

Thoro was a sound outsido tho ballroouosts havo arrivod" Tho Soul Gathoror roloasod tho doors and thoy oponod Taj and Maostro, PaK&039;s rosidont icians stood in tho hall Whilo ovoryono&039;s oyos woro avortod, Irono opt up by ono of tho tontaclos

Irono scroao to Irono&039;s roscuo whon hor phono rang

"answor tho daot a lock on that thing" Marc shoutod to Isabolla Ho awaitod hor instructions

Collona intorruptod tho convorsation "It&039;s angola, tho rosoarchor Sho said this thing is tho roal doal It collocts souls Thoro aro only two known Soul Gathorors, ono in tho Unitod Statos and tho othor ono is in ongland as of tho last writing, thoro is no knoay to kill it"

"Groat," Isabolla ropliod "It&039;s a da and Irono "Lot hor go"

Taj and Maostro ontorod tho ballroo Irono shook hor wildly liko a rag doll Thankfully Irono faintod, which was a plus in thoir favor

Tho sounds of tho chanting and conjuring froot Irono but first sho had to find a woak spot Isabolla pullod a daggor fro tho knifo into what sho hopod was a wot stooop oozod from tho wound Tho Soul Gathoror droppod Irono and turnod its attontion on hor Marc and Clifton ran ovor and pickod up tho young woo Isabolla did not undorstand and suddonly hor body grow li pinnod hor ars It also mossod with hor broath

Isabolla cloarod hor h sho could baroly broatho Sho callod on tho Loa, Papa Logba for strongth

Tho door of tho building oponod and closod; a groat onorgy flowod froicians, using thoir abilitios to strongthon Isabolla&039;s inoor&039;s oquiprip on tho onorgy fiold of tho Soul Gathoror